I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

Until dawn, someone ran in and saw that the room seemed to be frozen in time, and showed a surprised expression. One of them looked at Shujie, and saw that the other party was not resting, and his eyes were not closed. Coming over, he immediately cast a questioning look at Shujie.

Shujie scratched his head, got up quietly, and left the room, "What do you want to say?"

The person who just came in to see the situation couldn't help asking: "What's the situation with your companion? Haven't figured out how to kill him yet?"

Shujie yawned and said, "He, he is killing!"

"Ah? Just sitting like that?" The latter had a weird expression, then thought of something, and laughed: "You're kidding me~"

Shujie rolled his eyes at the other party, the bloodshot eyes made people a little scared, "He intends to stare at the other party to death with his eyes."

Shujie's expression was very serious, and the latter couldn't laugh anymore, "Are you... serious?"

Shujie touched his chin, sleepy and annoyed: "Your eyes look at me as if I'm joking? Why am I joking with you? Haven't you heard of the saying of cursing a person to death? I heard As long as the will is strong enough, a person can be stared to death, so why not choose to directly stare to death a dying person?"

"No, no, no...it's...very good, that's...that...doesn't it take a lot of time for you to be indecisive? Isn't it good to kill with one shot?" The latter immediately waved his hand. The ability displayed by this young man is considered knowledgeable. After that, I dare not underestimate him at all, lest I be betrayed by him sometime, and find someone to take over my nest like today.

Shujie was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he was a little worried about Shang Sanli, seeing that the other party was fine, he turned around and walked into the house.

As a result, he saw the scene of Shang Sanli choking the opponent's neck at a glance. He couldn't help being startled, and rushed up, but the people behind who came to see him were stunned: "What is this for? I think it's too much trouble to stare at people to death? Instead of choking him to death." ?”

"Shut up!" If he hadn't wanted to check the situation, Shujie would have rushed straight up to beat up the idiot who didn't have a clue.

He rushed to Shang Sanli's side, trying to reach out his hand to stop him, but found that his hand didn't use much force, and he seemed to be struggling.

Shujie hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted Shang Sanli on the shoulder.

"Why didn't he wake up?" Shang Sanli was a little dazed, asked in a murmur, then shook his head, "...why isn't he dead yet?"

Shujie stretched out his hand, broke away Shang Sanli's hand that was strangling the opponent's neck, and dragged him aside. After a long while, he choked out a sentence, "Hey, Shang Sanli, you... stop torturing yourself."

Shang Sanli stared at him blankly, his eye circles were so red that they turned black: "...It's my fault."

Shujie bit his lip with his teeth, "Ah, it's your fault, that's right!"

Shang Sanli turned his gaze to the person on the bed: "When he dies, it's my turn to pay for his life."

As soon as these words came out, Shujie's fist directly hit Shang Sanli on the cheek. He couldn't control his anger, and tuied cursingly. I am worthy of Boss Shang!"

Shang Sanli was beaten to the ground, his mouth was ruptured, and blood spilled out directly, but he didn't even wipe it off, turned his head blankly, and silently looked at the dying man again.

Shujie cursed and pointed a gun at the person beside him, aiming at the person on the hospital bed, wanting to pull the trigger and feed him a few bullets, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shang Sanli, who was tense but silent, with the gun on his hand. Annoyed, he threw the pistol in front of Shang Sanli, and cursed, "If it wasn't for you, I would have killed this bastard a long time ago!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out the door without looking back, and dragged away the bandits who were trying to watch the show.

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Non-Mainstream People Day 6

Shujie was angry at Shang Sanli's self-defeating, but his intuition told him that it would be useless for him to do more for Shang Sanli on these issues, and Shang Sanli had to make his own choice.

When it was mid-sun, there was no sound of gunshots in the house, but Shang Sanli had already walked out of the house.

Shujie stared at Shang Sanli's face for a long time, he couldn't understand what he was thinking now, did he take revenge?Is someone dead?How do you do it?strangled?Or the wound infection did not survive and died?Still alive?

Shujie poked his head and glanced at the hospital bed, but he couldn't tell whether the other person was still alive or dead.

But Shang Sanli walked away, he hesitated for a while, but still didn't go in to clean up the mess, and left the scene with others.

This time the bandits had a good harvest. At least they had a lot of ammunition and hot weapons, and a lot of surplus food, so that they didn't need to worry about food and clothing for the time being, and they didn't even need to spend too much time. Beware of the situation here.

Everyone was overjoyed, and they sang folk songs after leaving other people's places, without any precautions.

Shujie didn't want to go with this group of bandits with no brains. In this group, there were too few people with brains who could think about problems. It was a miracle that they could exist until now.

What will happen afterwards, Shujie dare not bet with the other party with his own life.The people on that street in the city still need his protection.

So, after confirming that his revenge was basically completed, he looked back at the fortress where there were not many capable people left, and returned to the city with his group of brothers who had little force.

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Before Hua Zijun opened the door of the house, he smelled a disgusting smell.

She waited until the chaotic voices had completely disappeared, and then she put her hands on her nose and walked out of the house. The scene in front of her was too bleak. In the entire courtyard, there was not a single living person to be seen, only a body with no soul and body lying on the ground. An empty shell of life.

The ground was completely covered in bright red, and when stepping on the open space on the bluestone ground, one could clearly feel the disgusting stickiness under the feet.

Hua Zijun looked at the scene in front of him, his head was dizzy, and there was an overwhelming feeling in his stomach, and he couldn't control himself and vomited on the spot.

In the empty yard, the sound of her vomiting mixed with crying echoed. The doors of some houses opened, and some survivors looked at the living woman and lowered their heads.

There are not many people alive now, many of them are people who are afraid to fight, and some are the family members of the chief, or those who have been taken captive. The condition is that the backer is gone, the weapons are taken away, and the food is gone. However, the rest of them guarded a place full of dead people, and they couldn't survive.

Many people are at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

There were also some people who didn't want to stay in this place full of corpses any longer, so they packed up their things and left directly.

When Hua Zijun first saw the person walking out, he was still in shock, and subconsciously grabbed the things in his hands to prepare for defense.

But the others ignored her, searched the compound, and found that the group of bandits really didn't have anything useful left for them, so annoyed and discouraged, they packed up their remaining things and left.

Seeing that these people didn't treat him well, Hua Zijun also let go of his guard. After waiting for them to leave, Hua Zijun looked at the corpses all over the place, fell silent for a moment, and dragged these people aside one by one, neatly arranged open.

Maybe it's because enough weapons and food have been harvested, or maybe it's because these are the things of the dead, and other people are somewhat taboo, but the weapons, clothes, and equipment on these people's hands have not been confiscated.

Under normal circumstances, Hua Zijun didn't want to take things from the dead, but she gritted her teeth when she thought of the situation where there were no defense weapons available not long ago, and took off the weapons that could be used for self-defense on these people, and piled them together. By the side.

To Hua Zijun's surprise, after removing the weapons from these dead people, there were far more things than she had imagined. Many of the weapons contained bullets. Hua Zijun subconsciously wiped one of the guns, thinking about other things. How does one use this weapon, carefully putting the gun into the leather holster that looks like it was used to hold it.

The rest of the people who didn't know where to go, silently watched her busy there, and didn't take any action.

Looking at the neatly arranged corpses, Hua Zijun thought of those innocent people who were suppressed by the elders in the city, his eyes flickered, and he glanced around.

The rear of the place where these people were stationed happened to be a barren mountain.

Hua Zijun hesitated for a moment, and first packed the removed weapons into something, and buried them on the path outside the station.

Then they returned, found a car, and transported the corpses to the back mountain for burial.

She worked from day to night, some people understood her intentions, fell silent for a moment, followed her, and transported the corpses to the back mountain together.

Everyone was silent, and dug a big and deep hole. Some people stopped, but they saw that Hua Zijun was still digging. They didn't understand. Di murmured: "I heard that there are many wolves in the mountains, they will dig the soil, dig deeper, and let them rest in peace."

The person who came to help listened, and subconsciously touched the gun on his waist, remembering that he could indeed hear the howl of wolves in the past, and his movements also quickened.

I don't know who sniffed, and I don't know whether to cry or laugh and said: "This old He... is so lucky, there are people who will help him to be buried when he dies. I don't know where I will die... Hey ..."

In the dark night, in the shadow of the fire, the speaker reached out and wiped his face, whether it was tears or sweat, when wolves howled in the distance, many people subconsciously stopped their movements and looked around nervously .

Hearing the sound, Hua Zijun went into the pit, brought some firewood, and lit a few more fires.

When everyone saw her doing this, some of them immediately followed into the pit, ran to find firewood, and built a big fire, some stayed on it to add firewood, and some continued to dig down the pit.

Hua Zijun also went down the pit. After digging for a while, she heard the howling of wolves who dared not approach in the distance, and suddenly raised her voice and sang a big show.

Her voice was already clear, and her opera tone resounded in the forest at night. It was desolate and mournful. While listening to it, it made people feel sad, and at the same time, it was a little hairy, and goose bumps rose unconsciously.

Someone listened, and when they heard it, they couldn't help laughing bitterly: "This sounds like an old man's play."

"Indeed." Someone else responded.

"It's great, it's good that someone will send the funeral." Some people don't know whether they are envious or sad.

After Hua Zijun's song ended, everyone found that the howling of wolves had disappeared, and some people began to sing along with the songs they could sing.

The howling of ghosts and wolves drifted away with the flames, and there was no other sound mixed in.

The next morning, the number of people who silently helped began to increase, and a group of people still spontaneously went to the mountains to hunt. Some people who had left before came back for unknown reasons, as if they already knew what the people who stayed behind had done, and joined the team .

Faintly, they began to follow her, led by Hua Zijun.

In the process of cleaning up the scene, everyone found some people who were seriously injured and survived, and those people were handed over to the care of some old and weak people who had been hiding before.

After all the corpses were buried, someone discovered a cellar. There were a lot of supplies and... a few girls and women in the cellar.

Someone recognized those people at a glance. These are the favorite women and their daughters of their leader.

I didn't find them before, and I thought they were taken away by bandits, but I didn't expect them to be hidden here.

Thinking of the heavy casualties of the people outside them, but these people were able to hide here safe and sound and eat delicious food, some people immediately became unhappy, and grinning grinningly wanted to do something to these women and children.

But before they could act, they noticed the bold woman who had been working hard to help them dispose of the corpse for several days, and couldn't help but glance back at Hua Zijun.

Seeing someone take two steps, Hua Zijun turned his head to look at himself, still a little dazed.

I heard the other party ask: "How do we deal with them?"

Hua Zijun's eyes widened in surprise, and he subconsciously looked to the side. In the cellar, a pair of eyes were staring at her, and they were definitely waiting for her answer.

Hua Zijun had a magical feeling, she didn't expect that these people would be willing to listen to her, she hesitated, and decided to let them go.Go or stay, whatever they want.

Hua Zijun said so, and these people didn't have any objections, they just moved out part of the supplies, and didn't embarrass those deer-like people at all.

The women also didn't expect those ruffians to listen to Hua Zijun.

They had an impression of this young girl. She was one of the women captured by their commander in chief. She was originally going to accompany the commander in chief, but suddenly, the group of bandits on the other side of the mountain came over. After figuring out what happened, they were arranged to hide here.

Now they saw the man, but they didn't see their commander in chief. They felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts. Seeing the soldiers obeying Hua Zijun's orders, they didn't understand what was going on. They huddled together, not daring to have any action.

Hua Zijun glanced at them, thinking that not long ago, he couldn't help his fate, so he told these people about the situation outside.

After confirming that his boss is really gone, those women are completely collapsed, sitting on the ground blankly, as if they have lost their souls.

Hua Zijun didn't know how to persuade them, so he took some supplies and left the cellar.

Seeing Hua Zijun coming out alone, the others stretched their necks and glanced in the direction of the cellar, but no one took advantage of this time to go in again.

Another day, after the blood on the ground was washed, the women and their children who stayed in the cellar also came out from there.

Although the compound had been tidied up quickly, the blood seeping into the floor tiles and the bullet holes on the wall could not be eliminated. These alone were already shocking to see, and several people were so scared that they almost retreated back to the cellar.

But in the end, with the help of his companions, he survived and found Hua Zijun.

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